I absolutely trust you. [Death gives Stella a smile. She's known the woman a long time, though they've gotten closer since she started dating Morpheus. Death likes her, too. Anyone who is kind and nice and good to others, especially her brother, Death approves of. With a snap she leaves them be, as Morpheus replies to Stella's remark on sensations.]

I'm used to sensing humanity's emotions through their experiences. This is... quite different.

[Though not necessarily bad.

He gets to his feet, his body feeling a little more weighted in the space it takes up. On a curious whim he tries to change his form into a cat, but can't manage it.

He sits again, seeing what that's like.]

These pants are rather tight.

[They never really feel tight when he merely imagines them.]